A Circular Path
The road repeats itself. We begin young and naive, eventually working our way up. You finally make it to the top, and then the day comes when the cycle repeats again. The years go by, friends are made, and relationships fall apart. Slowly, I began my journey into self-discover. I ran the with 'popular crowd' in high school - a running back on the football team, an appearance at the big parties, and part of the large group of people whom everyone seemed to want to be around. I felt like I had 'made it' in high school. But as time goes on, I finally began to see the shady side of the group. We talk behind each others backs, pre-judge people before talking to them, gossip, and find any way we can take advantage of each other. I tended to stay away from this sort of approach. There were a lot of facades and false impressionable linked with my friends. Luckily, I succeeded in staying my own person, living the life I wouldn't trade for any other. If I hadn't, I wouldn't be me- I would be who I was told to be. Early into my high school career, many of my friends had already received multiple police charges, like Kevin, who has a DUI, totaled a car, and is on his 7th DUI. I wasn't one to drop friends
, I just put a little distance between those I knew would pull me into trouble. Being with this group put me into position where I was viewed upon by others as unpleasant, obnoxious, and ruthless. We though we were better than the rest. Some friends had similar interests and qualities; these are the ones I stayed closer to. Others, however, had low priority on school, no conscience for trouble, and eventually put me in bad situations. It was a role of agitation, to keep up with everything I had going. I was very involved in sports, activities, school work, girlfriends, and of course, social partying. I came from a rather large city, with about 500 graduating students in our class, meaning there were a large variety of personalities. The kids split apart into groups, and over time, turned into cliques. Along with many students came big parties - sometimes too big. New Years Eve, 2001, I decided I would host a party while my parents were out for the night. Big mistake. There must have been over 200 people coming in and out of the house at one point. Cigarette butts littered the outside lawn. A girl stumbled down the stairs, breaking a body-sized hole in the drywall at the foot of the steps, and of course, beer spills were unavoidable. My parents came home to their drunken son and friends scrambling out of the house all at once, along with the many miscellaneous broken things around th
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Approximate Word count = 948
Approximate Pages = 4 (250 words per page double spaced)
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